Date: Thu, 3 Apr 2008 00:39:30 +1000
From: Aleksander Caspian
Subject: House Party Chapter 5
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Author's Note: Firstly, so sorry this chapter has taken so LONG to
post. I've been busy with university starting back and stuff...anyway, no
one wants to hear about that :). This is the fifth chapter of House Party.
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Aaron sat idly in the classroom with his head propped up with one arm,
utterly failing to take in anything that was happening around him. But what
did the school expect when they made students stay on for a week after
their exams were over, filling them with information for the next term that
they'd be lucky to keep in their heads for longer than a few days. Aaron
wasn't even aware of the fact that he had been asked to answer a question
until every eye in the room was staring incredulously at him, the teacher
included. Glancing around, he quickly answered.
"Uh, x equals b divided by a, sir."
Several students giggled behind their hands. The teacher sighed.
"Fascinating, Aaron, but this is in fact Ancient History."
Frantically Aaron glanced at the textbook in front of him, scanning the
pages for anything that could possibly be relevant.
"The textbook in front of you, however," the teacher continued dryly, "is
Applied Physics. Are you quite alright, Aaron?"
The boy smiled sheepishly and nodded. Shaking his head slightly, the
elderly teacher turned back to the board and continued with the
lesson. Aaron happily let his mind drift back to the previous night in the
park with Brad.
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Brad had pulled reluctantly away from their warm kiss and sat down on one
of the floodlit benches. Aaron sat beside him, studying the expression on
the other boy's face.
"Well, that was new," said Brad thoughtfully. "Different to
girls. Stronger, somehow."
Aaron smiled. "Well, you're the expert," he joked. "So," he continued
slyly, "Good enough to try again?"
Brad smiled and pulled him close, kissing him full on the lips, hands
gently caressing Aaron's skin. Aaron responded enthusiastically, and with
one hand he reached up to begin unbuttoning Brad's shirt.
He was working on the third button when Brad reached up a hand and stopped
him.
"Shit, not here, Aaron. What if someone saw?"
"Well," Aaron grinned cockily, "we'd give them a great show."
Brad smiled weakly. "It's just...Fuck. This is all new to me...I have to go
slow or I'll freak out," he admitted apologetically. "OK?" He looked
hopefully at Aaron, concern written in his features.
Aaron kissed him lightly on the lips. "Of course I understand," he
grinned. "For you it's like being a nervous virgin all over again."
Brad laughed at that. "I haven't been a virgin in a long time," he
chuckled, "But even when I was, I was never nervous. I knew exactly what I
was doing and I did it damn well." He grinned proudly.
Aaron snorted. "Brad, there's something you need to learn about gay guys,
and that is that they talk to straight girls. Straight girls like Nancy
Sheppard."
Brad's eyes widened in shock. "You didn't!"
Grinning wickedly, Aaron continued. "Oh, I did. Or rather you and she did."
He laughed.
"Fuck," said Brad, and then curiosity got the better of him. "What did she
say about me?"
"Not much that I haven't already confirmed for myself," Aaron murmured,
eyes flickering down to Brad's crotch. The other boy smirked and casually
readjusted himself.
"She also said that the first time you guys did it, you shot practically
before she even knew you were in," Aaron said teasingly. Brad's face
fell. Aaron continued: "But the second time... well, to hear her tell it,
you come off as some kind of god. She told me she couldn't sit down for a
week without remembering that night."
Brad lifted a hand to brush a stray hair from his face to hide the
self-satisfied grin that stretched across his face. Aaron laughed at his
obvious pleasure.
"You stud," he said affectionately, punching Brad lightly on the arm. He
raised an eyebrow. "That was particularly 'jock' of me," he said, grinning.
Brad smiled and pulled Aaron close once more, and was just about to kiss
him when a ringing sound bleated from his front pocket. He fished out a
cell phone and answered it.
"Hello... Yeah, of course I'm fine. Yeah. No, I just felt like going for a
drive...I don't know. No. Yeah, of course. I'm sorry. I know. OK, I'll be
right there." He hung up. "I gotta go, man, sorry. My sister found my bed
empty and flipped. Fuck, she's going to tell my parents for sure." He stood
up, straightening his clothes and doing up the buttons Aaron had worked
open. "Oh, fuck," Brad swore, remembering. "Can you believe we actually
have to go to SCHOOL tomorrow?"
"Tell me about it...as if we're going to remember anything they say now by
next term," Aaron agreed, slinging his jacket over his shoulders. He kissed
Brad quickly once more and they said their goodbyes.
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Brad's chiseled face broke the water, his mouth opening to suck in air as a
toned arm sliced into the water next to him. His body slid gracefully down
the length of the pool as powerful muscles worked in concert to propel him
towards the end of the lane. A flip, a twist, and a pirouette sent him
spinning skillfully through the water, and a strong thrust with his legs
sent him shooting back the way he had come, his pace quickening as he
entered the final lap of the race. He could feel the water churning beside
him as one of his teammates drew level with him, challenging his
lead. Determinedly, Brad pushed his straining body harder, carrying himself
forward and bringing his questing hands slapping firmly into the side of
the pool. Looking up, he saw the coach nodding approvingly.
"Nice swim, Brad. That was about three seconds off your personal
best. Alright, everyone hit the showers."
Clad only in a tight black speedo, Brad padded off towards the shower block
with his fifteen odd teammates. By the time he got there the showers were
already running and most of the other boys had already stripped off their
speedos and started showering. As he walked in the door way, Brad faltered
momentarily, eyes roving over the open communal shower room. Water
glistened on muscled torsos and ran in tiny waterfalls off semi-erect
cocks. He felt like he was seeing the room for the first time, and for
several seconds he stood stock still in surprise until someone waiting
behind him pushed him forwards into the room.
Brad walked slightly shakily to a free showerhead and turned it on,
flinching as the cold water slapped him in the face. He manipulated the
faucet in front of him until the water warmed up. Turning his back to the
water flow, his eyes were drawn inexorably to the hard bodies across from
him. As he watched, one of the swimmers showering on the other side of the
room turned to face the water and started soaping his tight, smooth butt.
Suddenly Brad's mouth was paper dry and his cock twitched in his
speedos. How had he never noticed this before? He couldn't pull his eyes
away from the sight, and when the boy turned around, Brad was treated to a
view of his half hard cock. Shaking his head, Brad turned around again to
face the wall, blocking out the view behind him. He closed his eyes and let
the water run over him, trying to understand what had just happened. The
train of his thoughts was interrupted as a voice called out mockingly from
behind him.
"Hey Brad! What's up with you? Janey cut your cock off after she dumped you
or something?"
Brad whipped around and saw the attention of the room focused on him. Then
he glanced down at his speedo, and finally clicked that he was the only one
still wearing it. Conscious of the eyes of the room on him, he smiled in a
manner he hoped exuded confidence, and slid his speedo to the floor,
exposing his now more than slightly hard cock. A few of the boys sniggered.
"Check it out boys, that's what happens when you go without sex for a
couple days."
"I wouldn't know, mate, never happened to me, haha."
"Good to see it still works though after all that time with the same chick,
right?"
High fives were exchanged, and Brad rolled his eyes. He was just turning
around when he caught sight of something unusual out of the corner of his
eyes. On the opposite side of the room, a slender, almost skinny blonde
haired boy was looking at him. Brad vaguely remembered he was one of the
newest additions to the swim team, and hadn't been at it long enough to
build the toned muscles of the rest of the boys. But what had caught Brad's
eye was not the wiry frame of the boy, but the hungry look in his eyes. He
had to think for a moment before he remembered where he had seen that look
before: it was the same expression that lit up Aaron's face just before he
plunged his mouth over Brad's cock.
Smiling slightly, he leveled his gaze to stare the boy straight in the
eyes. The other boy looked up and caught his gaze before looking quickly
away. Brad kept his eyes trained on the skinny guy's face until the brown
eyes were once again gazing into his. Smiling softly, without breaking eye
contact, Brad slowly ran a hand down his smooth, toned chest before
carefully and deliberately grasping his cock. The boy's eyes widened and
his own dick twitched. Embarrassed, he turned away. Brad smiled to himself
and turned back to the task of washing, ever more aware of the massive
effort required to keep his dick from springing to full mast. The brief
interlude of noticing the other boy in the shower had distracted him
momentarily, but now the feeling of discomfort returned. He finished
showering and dressed quickly before bolting out of the room. He had to
find Aaron.
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At that moment Aaron was walking through the hallways of the school on the
way to his locker. Classes were over for the day and he had arranged to
meet Brad at the front of the school. As he approached his locker, he saw a
tall guy leaning against the wall nearby. Catching sight of him, the other
boy straightened up and flashed a smile.
"Hey Aaron, what's up, man?"
"Nothing much Josh, what are you still doing around here? Everyone else's
already left."
The tall jock winked at Aaron and moved closer, lowering his voice.
"I've been thinking about what you said last week," he said
cryptically. Aaron raised an eyebrow.
"Um, what?"
"You know," Josh insisted in a low voice, smiling at him. "You said,
whenever I feel like a blowjob, I should come to you? And dude, after the
number you did on me in the janitor's closet on Wednesday, I been thinking
about it like crazy."
Aaron chuckled. "Better not let Yasmin hear you talking like that."
Josh grinned. "So what do you say, man? Up for it?"
Aaron glanced down towards the other boy's crotch, where he knew a hot dick
lay in wait. He thought of Brad waiting for him. Then he glanced at Josh's
package again. Slowly he shook his head. Josh sighed with disappointment.
"Well, whatever," he said, leaning up against the wall. "No biggie," he
said, sliding a hand down his football jersey. "I'll be just fine"-his hand
was slipping under the waistband of his pants-"by myself"- as he used his
other hand to slide the white shorts down to his knees, exposing his tight
briefs to the deserted hallway. Aaron's cock jumped as he watched the
blatant act of exhibitionism.
"I'll just...have fun on my own," Josh continued, slowly stroking his
rapidly hardening cock through the soft material of the briefs. "Yes
siree"-the briefs were slipping now, falling down to rest around his knees
atop the pants-"all"- he repositioned his legs so the shorts and briefs
fell to his ankles-"by"- he slipped the shirt over his broad, muscular
shoulders-"myself." He kicked off his thongs and pants and stood, stark
naked, with his now fully erect cock swaying in the air. Aaron gazed at the
ripped body with obvious lust, mouth actually watering at the sight of the
hot naked boy leaning casually against the wall of lockers in the school
hallway. Josh casually stroked his hard cock, smirking at Aaron.
"Sure I can't convince you?" he winked.
Without hesitation Aaron threw himself to his knees in front of Josh and
grasped his cock firmly with his right hand. The other boy put a hand out
to stop him and said: "Just remember: I'm straight. OK?" Aaron nodded,
rolling his eyes slightly. Josh withdrew his hand and the other boy went to
work.
Aaron jacked the stud off slowly, eliciting a sigh of pleasure from
above. Smiling up at Josh, he opened his mouth and licked the jock's hot
dick from top to bottom, thoroughly wetting it and making it slippery and
smooth. Josh responded by reaching around and placing his hands behind
Aaron's head, gently but firmly holding it in place. He glanced quickly
from side to side, but could see no one coming down the hall. Grinning, he
pushed his hips out slightly, moving his cock further into Aaron's waiting
mouth. The greedy cocksucker accepted it eagerly, relaxing his throat
muscles and sliding the thick rod down deep. In, out, in, out, and with
each new thrust, Josh's cock forced its way further in to Aaron's waiting
throat. As he felt the sensation of his mouth and throat filling with dick,
Aaron sighed in pleasure, causing a pleasant tingling sensation on Josh's
cockhead.
Josh, meanwhile, was groaning none too quietly as he slowly face fucked
Aaron, using a combination of hip thrusts and pushing the boy's head
towards him.
"God, this is fucking hot!" he whispered excitedly, looking up and down the
hallway again. He knew at any moment a student or teacher could step out of
a classroom and see him, stark naked, getting sucked off by a guy. He
briefly considered asking Aaron to follow him into a classroom nearby to
finish off, but that would have meant stopping. Sweat was beginning to
slick his naked torso as the heat from the face fucking spread through his
body. Aaron's hands snaked up and slid over the slippery muscles, thrilling
at the tactile sensations and taut skin.
Aware, albeit vaguely, of the possibility of being caught, Aaron decided to
speed up. Without removing Josh's cock from his mouth, he spun slowly
around until the two had changed positions: he was leaning against the
lockers with his head pressed against the metal doors, and Josh was braced
with his arms against the wall. Taking a only seconds to reorient himself,
Josh, continued to thrust his cock into Aaron's throat. Using hand
gestures, Aaron motioned for Josh to go faster. Moaning loud enough to be
heard several rooms away, Josh began to move his hips faster and faster,
thrusting the entirety of his cock down Aaron's throat. Years of practice
helped Aaron take it like a pro, his throat relaxing fully to admit the
pulsing dick, hands still gesturing for Josh to move ever faster.
Seeing that Aaron was fully capable of taking whatever he dished out, Josh
abandoned caution and began thrusting his throbbing member as fast and as
far into Aaron's mouth as he could, fucking him like an animal. Leaning
against the lockers for support, he pounded Aaron's face with wild abandon,
practically screaming his pleasure as the cum boiled up through the base of
his cock.
Aaron was relieved he had taken a moment to unzip his own pants, because
when Josh began to face fuck him in earnest, his own cock became so hard he
thought it might snap in two. As Josh's cock slammed down his throat
repeatedly, Aaron relaxed and surrendered himself entirely to the pleasures
of the hot stud grunting and moaning above him. The feeling of a hot dick
rocketing up and down his throat, and the knowledge of how much orgasmic
pleasure he was giving Josh drove him crazy.
Josh was really yelling now, far past caring if he drew attention. He
pulled his cock almost all the way out of Aaron's mouth before thrusting it
mercilessly back down, burying his rod to the hilt, moaning at the feeling
of the entire shaft being engulfed in tight, warm pleasure, balls slapping
against Aaron's chin as an intense orgasm exploded within him. He thrust
harder and faster, using Aaron's face like the world's hottest pussy,
fucking him like a machine as waves of near unbearable pleasure crashed
over him.
"AHHHH! Ohh shit! I'm gonna... oh FUUUUCK!"
With that he buried his cock as far in as it would go, pressing his and
Aaron's bodies completely up against the lockers as thick spurts of cum
blasted down the waiting throat. He held his cock deep inside Aaron as
another massive blast shook him, causing his knees to buckle slightly. With
the third blast he moved again, thrusting in and out once more, but slowly
this time as a fourth load shot into Aaron's hungrily licking mouth. The
fifth and final shot of cum spurted out as he was pulling back, covering
Aaron's lips with sticky cock cream which the boy quickly lapped up,
grinning. Gasping for breath, his hard-on finally subsiding, Josh turned
his back to the wall and slid down to sit beside Aaron, exhausted and
naked.
He looked over just in time to see Aaron cumming himself, a thick rope of
cum firing upwards and covering his shirt. Sighing, Aaron scraped up the
strands of cum and licked them up before tucking his cock back into his
pants. Josh finally found his voice.
"Dude... that was so intense. How the fuck did you learn to do that?"
Aaron smiled modestly. "Practice, man. Everything's about practice."
"Well hey, if you ever wanna practice on someone..." Josh let the unspoken
offer hang in the air between them. Aaron smiled.
"You better get dressed before someone comes."
Swearing, Josh glanced up and down the hall. Seeing no one, he quickly
stood and pulled his hastily discarded clothes back on. He turned to Aaron.
"Fuck, we were lucky. Doesn't look like anyone saw."
"Or heard," Aaron commented dryly, winking. Josh punched him lightly on the
arm.
"OK, later, dude."
"Later," replied Aaron, turning and walking away down the corridor.
After the two had gone their separate ways, a nearby door creaked
open. Standing in the doorway was Brad, an unreadable expression on his
face and a definite erection in his pants.
Not the most exciting ending to a chapter ever, but there you go. There'll
be even more sex in the next chapter. :)